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A Minimalist Decision

I've been struggling for months with my dishwasher. It just doesn't want to clean glasses. It cleans other things OK most of the time, but not glasses.

As a result, I've had to hand-wash glasses and I decided to severely reduce my dishes. My current set is faded and was bought more than 7 years ago at this point. I stopped enjoying them quite awhile ago, so it's time to move on.

I'm going down to one dinner bowl plate that any kind of meal can be eaten in. I went with a beautiful turquoise one. I also ordered an ornate teal goblet that can be for any liquid, so I only have one glass to clean. I ordered a teapot and teacup with saucer as well. The teapot is white and teal. The teacup looks rather like the turquoise blue mountain pottery. I've always preferred tea to coffee, so I felt it was a worthwhile investment. I've received my set of stacking measuring cups & new measuring spoons that also come with a spoon rest and one serving bowl all in the same colour palette.

Eventually, I'll probably get some guest dishes, but I don't think it's likely to be an issue for a year or so.

Minimalism doesn't have to be stark. It can be beautiful.

They were supposed to fix my moldy wall today. One of the workers threw his back out, so they have to line up another. I'm waiting to be given a date. It's been quite the unplanned adventure to renovate this room. That's putting it mildly. I think I will be putting together a special post on it when it's all over.

On the upside? I finished editing chapter two of Sparks tonight!

And in the meantime, I still have my office to paint and some decluttering to do. I also have guitar lessons. My copy of Batman: The Dark Night arrived today, so I can resume my Batman marathon. I owned all the others, so it made sense to finish my collection. If the special features were available on digital purchases, I would own very few physical copies of films.

Anyway, if you want to know how I'm doing on my goals, please click here.

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